THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 135: Fat [7]
Last night?
Mu Qingge lowered her head, counting in her heart.
At first, he fought fiercely with old man Bei Ming and suffered severe injuries, but he recovered in an instant. But Mo Yang's small wound took one night.
“Where are the others?” Mu Qingge raised her eyes and asked.
“They are the same as his subordinates,” replied Mo Yang honestly. But he had guessed something in his heart.
'It appears to be related to the concentration of the genetically modified agents that were taken. Mu Qingge came to a conclusion in his heart. He said to Mo Yang: "This medicine can not only change your physique and talent, but also give you certain self-healing and detoxifying abilities. This is also a guarantee for you." It could be said that as long as the other party did not take care of him his guards were killed with a single blow. No matter how badly they were injured, they still had the possibility to heal, and there were no residual symptoms.
Hearing Mu Qingge's face, Mo Yang who had always been calm and rational also showed excitement.
Mu Qingge said to him: "Tell everyone about this, and then train calmly. Don't forget, two months later, there'll be another competition waiting for us."
Mo Yang stepped back with excitement.When he left, his gaze at Mu Qingge was filled with gratitude.
He could already foresee the reactions of others after learning of this incident. It was Mu Qingge who changed them. From now on, their lives would belong to Mu Qingge herself!
Two months passed in an instant.
A month ago, Mu Qingge sent Mo Yang with a few people and took back all the adjusted weapons.
In front of everyone, he collected the strange parts and turned them into four magic-like weapons.
One of them is a contractile eagle claw that can be climbed.
One piece is an arm arrow that can be fired repeatedly.
One of them is a multifunctional sword with a spring.
The last piece was a Mitsubishi Army barb hidden on the outside of the leg with a blood groove.
This equipment increases everyone's combat effectiveness. It also made them admire and even more admire Mu Qingge's eyes.
It took a day to learn how to assemble and disassemble, Mu Qingge began training them to cooperate with the weapon, and at the same time urged them to continue practicing local martial arts.
In just two months, more than half of this group of people had entered the Yellow Realm, and most of the remaining half were wandering beyond the tipping point of the Orange Realm, which was already within the first half of the world, and can enter the Yellow Realm at any time.
Huang Jing, in Mu's army, was already considered a relatively top existence.
Basically, except for a few lieutenants who were in the green realm, the other fighters were in the three red, orange, and yellow realms. Among them, Aka Realm had the most.
What was frightening to Mu Jiajun was not their personal cultivation, but their terrifying cohesion and spirit of fear of death.
A super master of the blue realm, facing your army like a copper wall and an iron wall alone, could only escape, and did not dare to fight anymore.
As night fell, Mu Qingge wore night clothes and led five hundred guards to stand on the mountain, three times, it was Mu camp.
Five hundred people, all dressed in tight night clothes, equipped with weapons prepared by Mu Qingge, remained silent.
Looking at the heavily guarded military camp at the foot of the mountain, Mu Qingge smirked.
This time, she rarely wore red, but in the dark, she was still beautiful and coquettish like a poppy flower. The night wind blew his hair and slid down his cheeks, In the depths of his clear eyes, the joy of finches was hidden.
It seemed like he had returned to the era he was familiar with, doing things he was familiar with.
He said solemnly: "Under the mountain is the military camp of the Mu army. Your job is to catch everyone in the camp and bring down a handsome flag."
The answer is silence.
He looked at the barracks and smiled. The agreement between him and Mu Xiong today. I was worried, everyone in the barracks thought that the real confrontation was after dawn. After an hour, this is a new day. Who determined that he could not act in Yinshi after Zishi, when people were most lacking?
Five hundred people challenged over nine thousand people, so he wouldn't be that stupid to deal with it.
"Remember what I gave you, don't let this Sir Alex down! Go." Mu Qingge's coquettish red lips aroused at night.
When his voice fell. The five hundred shadows behind him rushed down the mountain one after another, the target camp-Mujiajun.
The black figure fused with the night, and headed to the camp of your army like a dark elf ...
Down the mountain, camp of the Mu army.
On the main account, the candles are bright.
A few aides sat around them, on a round table was a plate of beans and some marinated meat. Alcohol is not allowed in the barracks, and even some people will not break it, just use tea only.
It was somewhat contradictory to see them all armed and relaxed.
One of the aides stood up, filled the other senior aide with tea, then sat down. He smiled and said, "I don't know how the old general wants to get down, but he actually agreed to accompany little Master. Don't tell me that the five hundred troops in the hands of the Little Lord are not the elites in the camp, even if these 500 people are the top in the army. A master, who wanted to break into the barracks and draw a good banner with this power was really strange. "
As soon as he finished speaking, someone nodded in agreement: "Yes. We've led the army for life. We have tried more with less, but the difference in military power is huge, and we want to win. It's just a dream."
The other lieutenant smiled and said bluntly, "If this can make little Sir Alex win, I don't need the old general to punish me, and I don't deserve to continue leading the army."
“The old general, too, can be fooled by the little lord. If these five hundred people were given to General Bear to be trained according to what we said earlier, they might still be worth seeing. In the end, they were taken away by the little Lord and promised. What a ridiculous game. Huh. "The lieutenant who spoke was very dissatisfied. It seemed that if not for Mu Xiong's affection, his words would have become even more unbearable.
In fact, why did these people not think so in their hearts?
Can Mu Qingge train an army? Five hundred people would be used to fight against their army of nearly ten thousand people?
Are you kidding me? !
Some people are displeased and dissatisfied. Just because of Mu Xiong he could not say anything. Right now, they were desperately hoping that the match would end and Mu Qingge would lose.
At that moment, they could speak frankly to the old general. Better bring back little Sir Alex. This barrack is not the place where the delicate and expensive children of his family come from. Stay in a cool place. This is enough nonsense.
Some people exchange eyes, all of them think of this game, which is not a level at all, as a child-like joke.
It was just that because their general Mu Xiong loved his Sun so much, they were allowed to play with children, who ordered assassinations on the battlefield.
Some people use tea instead of wine, touch them, and drink the tea.
Suddenly, they discovered that the head of the aide sitting on the main seat, Adjutant Xiong was silent the entire time, and his mood seemed rather heavy.
Someone placed the tea bowl in his hand and asked curiously: "General Xiong, what's wrong with you?"
Lieutenant Xiong heard the question and slowly raised his eyes without speaking.
The other person exchanged glances, and the one who asked the first question again said: "General Xiong, are you worried that our brothers will suffer at the hands of little Master? If so, you're too condescending to your brothers."
When he got to the back, he showed displeasure.
Some others echoed: "Yes, we are not those embroidered pillows. General Xiong's worries seemed unnecessary. Come on, let's accompany you to this bowl of tea."
Some people took their tea bowls and forced their gaze.
Lieutenant Xiong had no choice but to raise the tea bowl in front of him and drink with everyone.
After putting down the bowl, he sighed: "I'm not worried about competition with little Sir Alex. Like you, I have confidence in our army. Little Sir Alex wanted to fight with five hundred people, not to mention him, even the old general. It's hard to go alone. "
Some people agree.
“Then what are you worried about?” One of them asked curiously.
Lieutenant Xiong looked at them and said seriously, "I'm worried about the old general."
“What are you worried about my grandfather?” Suddenly, a cold and gentle voice came from the main account door. As if a cold night wind was blowing in, the lieutenants inside froze into sharp spirits.
"Little Master! Why are you here?" Lieutenant Xiong stood up in shock.
The other lieutenants also woke up one after another, looking dumbstruck at Mu Qingge who was standing at the door with her hands behind her.
Little Sir Alex came into the tent, they didn't even notice? Moreover, not only that, there was nothing to be told outside.
Some experienced lieutenants reacted immediately.
The surrounding area was too quiet, even the footsteps of the patrolling soldiers.
what's going on? !
The faces of some people were extremely shocked and confused, and they looked at Lieutenant Xiong, and then at Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge, dressed in black, logged into the main account. On her beautiful and gentle face, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were ice-cold, making people shudder.
He walked right behind Lieutenant Xiong, stretched out his hand to pull the handsome flag, and threw it at Mo Yang who was following him. After the latter picked it up, he stood there, silent.
The few lieutenants saw everything Mu Qingge had done inexplicably, and the doubt and shock in their hearts made none of them take the initiative to speak.
Mu Qingge walked towards Lieutenant Xiong, looked at him with clear eyes, and asked, "How is my grandfather?"
"This ..." Lieutenant Xiong looked embarrassed and seemed uncomfortable to speak.
"Say." Mu Qingge drank coldly.
Lieutenant Xiong's heart trembled, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his scalp on the body of Little Master, a man. It seemed that it was not Mu Qingge who was standing in front of him, but Mu Xiong ... No, it put more pressure on people than Mu Xiong, and almost made him breathless.
“The old general originally wanted to lead the competition with the little lord, but he was recalled by the emperor's decree five days ago, and he has not returned.” Under Mu Qingge's gaze, Lieutenant Xiong said everything he knew.
Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, she seemed to smell something unusual.
Grandpa will disappear without a word? What happened on earth made it too late to explain.
"Can you send someone to investigate?" Mu Qingge asked calmly.
However, his calmness made the nearby lieutenant Xiong feel a great calm.
Lieutenant Xiong told the truth: "I sent it, but when I came back, I said that the old general was not home, and Miss Rong was not there either."
Mu Qingge's eyes were even colder.
Mu's intelligence system and the army operate independently. Was it Mu Lianrong who had intelligence, but he wasn't around? If something happened to the palace, but the camp of the Mu army is still calm, it makes no sense.
Mu Qingge shook her head almost impossible to find, and rejected the inner guess.
He looked at Vice Admiral Xiong and asked, "What is unusual about this period?"
It seemed that he was obstructed by Mu Qingge earlier. After thinking about it, Lieutenant Xiong replied seriously, "No."
All business as usual? Where did Grandpa go?
Anxiety flashed across Mu Qingge's heart.
He pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look towards Lieutenant Xiong, and said coldly, "Come with me."
After that, he turned around and logged out of the account.
As he passed the lieutenants, his eyes swept over them and landed on the food on the round table. Suddenly, the faces of some experienced generals reddened.
Pulling his eyes slightly, Mu Qingge said to them: "You guys follow."
Then, in a flash, log out of the main account.
Immediately, behind him, Lieutenant Xiong led the other lieutenants out of the main account.
However, when they saw the scene in front of them, their eyes widened almost out of the frame, so shocked that they barely bit their tongue.
In front of them, in a large circle surrounded by five hundred people in black, nearly 10,000 people were tied with hands and feet in a special posture, sitting on the ground with knees bent, he said, with white cloths in their mouths. Everyone has messy clothes and messy hair. In his eyes, there was a strong unwillingness, but it was helpless.
It seems they were harmed by losing. But I was surprised by this unprecedented way of fighting and lost the language of rebuttal.
When the five hundred people saw Mo Yang come out with a handsome flag, they could not help but straighten their waists, and there was a light burning in their eyes.
“This... how is this possible?” Xiong's adjutant was so shocked that he even trembled.
“Nothing is impossible.” Mu Qingge said calmly with both hands behind her hands: “Your people, from the very beginning, you have hated my people. And he thought that the game would not start at least until dawn. Rest early and wait for dawn. My people, from the very beginning, attach great importance to this battle. After an hour had passed, it was an agreed time. They broke into pieces, sneaked into the barracks, and killed others in their sleep. How difficult is it to control one at a time? "
He was calm, as if everything in front of him was normal and reasonable.
Of course, it fell into the ears of Adjutant Xiong and the others, as well as nearly 10,000 soldiers, but could not help but cry.
What's so hard? That's too hard, okay?
Yes, it is not difficult to sneak, and it is not difficult to conquer them while they are asleep. The difficulty was how to ensure that in the process of subjugating these tens of thousands of people, no one would wake up. In other words, it cannot cause a commotion in the process, leading to the failure of the plan.
"Mmc ..."
In a circle of nearby prisoners, one person was struggling to get up.
Mu Qingge's eyes swept over her, and someone immediately stepped forward to untie her ties and lifted the white cloth from her mouth.
"I'm not sure! You take advantage of the danger, it's not fair at all!" Once he was free, the man shouted confidently.
His words seemed to be acknowledged by many soldiers. Those who cannot speak can only express support with their eyes.
Not only the soldiers, the deputy general led by Lieutenant Xiong were all speechless, as if expressing their dissatisfaction towards the outcome of this competition.
“Cannot be accepted?” Mu Qingge's mouth let out an extremely dangerous smile, her eyes were like frozen ice, and she looked at the person and said: “You said this took advantage of others. I say this is not cheating. You say it's unfair. , Then using 500 people against nearly 10,000 of you is justice in your eyes ?! "
He shouted the last two words, which shocked the entire army.
He lifted his chin and said proudly: "What do you want justice for? Is there justice on the battlefield? If the person who is hostile to you has a higher cultivation level than you, do you have to pause for a moment during the exam and let him wait? After you return and train to the same level, go back to fighting with him? Or is the weapon in the opponent's hand sharper than yours, and you must be confident to let him throw the weapon and die with you empty-handed? If so, why go to the battlefield? Why don't you prepare the ring for a fair duel. Now you come to tell me justice. I thought you were just a bunch of cowards who couldn't lose! "
"We're not!" Reply to the soldier.
“What is it?” Mu Qingge threw a sharp blade, making him speechless on the spot.
Mu Qingge no longer looked at him, but at the few silent lieutenants, who had beautiful and refined features as sharp as a sword. He vaguely said: "I think on the battlefield, we should do everything. There is no morality on the battlefield. The only thing is how to use the resources at hand to achieve victory. At the same time, save the lives of my soldiers. .Since I have a way to win without a single soldier, why should I give up and ask for justice that is just hypocritical? Or is it fair to you if we lose? That's how it's supposed to be. The outcome? Even if you think so, then you are not a coward who cannot afford to lose. What are you? Lieutenant General Xiong, you came to tell this sir, what is the outcome of this competition? "
He looked at Adjutant Xiong, the most powerful person present.
Lieutenant Xiong, who was called by his name, had a hot face. Undeniably, he was unsure in his heart. However, the unwillingness in his heart was immediately awakened by Mu Qingge's sharp words.
What is fair on the battlefield? Anyone who can win is fair.
He lowered his head in embarrassment, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: “This time of the competition, little Sir Alex won. We lost!” Lose, it is too difficult to say this word from your army. However, they cannot dispute it.
Once it calmed down, they still felt Mu Qingge's horror.
Being able to train an ordinary army in this manner within three months, coming and going like nothing in an army of ten thousand people, had made one feel afraid. If you match up with a master and want to defeat some of them, isn't that easy?
Thinking of this, Lieutenant Xiong felt a chill run down his neck, and a chill spilled out from his spine.
“Mo Yang.” After nearly 10,000 people were reprimanded like quails, Mu Qingge directly shouted to Mo Yang: “Follow me back to Mu Mansion.” Then, he said to five hundred people: “You immediately return to the camp.Bring all the equipment, return to the camp and wait for my order. "
Five hundred people agreed in unison.
This military discipline once again left Lieutenant Xiong dumbfounded.
When he returned to his senses, he noticed that little Sir Alex was staring at him, hastily concentrating his shock in his eyes, and his jaw slightly.
“Deputy General Xiong, I will return to search for my grandfather's whereabouts. You remain in the camp, reorganize the entire army, pay attention to the surrounding situation, and wait for my orders.” Mu Qingge said in a deep voice.
“Ya.” Lieutenant Xiong was worried about Mu Xiong's whereabouts. Right now, when I heard Mu Qingge's words, I also felt incredible. He did not mind, but acted according to Mu Qingge's instructions.
After arranging everything, Mu Qingge left Youhe and Huayue in Mu camp, brought Mo Yang, changed into night clothes, and rushed towards Luodu on a fast horse ...